Текст песни Александр Бобров - Гимн ориентировщиков

Unravel the tangle of the road
The forest has its own rights.
Not fast feet will help on the road,
And only your head.

And somewhere through the forest, capricious
On the most remote path
Colored prisms loom
KP not found by us.

Let the net weave ravines
We can't get off the track.
As long as the map and compass don't lie,
Friends fought honestly.

And somewhere through the forest, capricious
On the most remote path
Colored prisms loom
KP not found by us.

We'll throw our sneakers one day
But let it live in everyone
Not a thirst for success, but a thirst for victory
The desire to go forward.

May in our successful life
On the most remote path
Colored prisms loom
Not passed by us KP.